Blackbeard: Terror At Sea Novels & Stories

It was precisely because of the pirate attacks in the previous life that accelerated the demise of the siren clan. Black Wolf Baker pinched the beaver's neck with one hand and forced him to kneel down.The beaver wanted to resist at first, but after he ate a few Black Wolf Baker's fists.The fat beaver was much more honest. He lowered his head, and his jet-black eyes turned around as if looking for a chance to escape. "What are you doing here?"I asked. It must be no good for the beaver to appear on the siren's territory. But this cunning beaver deliberately lowered his head and said nothing. Did he think this would fool me?I glanced at Black Wolf Baker, and he kicked Beaver fiercely after rece

Much of the blood made been cleared but Lloyd could still sense it and see speckles lacing the boards as he made his way over to where Nathaniel stood gazing out at the island. His eyes were glazed and Lloyd knew he wasn't seeing the present but viewing the stagnant images of the past. "Used to hang the heads of the dead from the bow," he said when Lloyd neared him. "Sent to warning to both friend and enemy." "They did that with Blackbeard," Lloyd answered quietly. "They said his body swam around the ship three times before sinking." He paused and frowned. "You think that's true?" "Didn't see it, lad. But I ain't saying it isn't possible." He gave him a sideways look, a small smirk twisting

“Drink as much as you want, I’ll make sure you get to your room.” “Alone?” I asked, pressing my lips together. He looked back at me, his lips quirking into a half smile. “Yes, alone.” “Okay.” I nodded as the bartender walked over to us, grabbing the whiskey. She refilled my drink before sitting the bottle in front of us. Derrick shook his head, covering his drink when she went to pour him another brandy. “So, tell me about these mates of yours.” I said. “Oh, I think you’ll get a kick out of them when you meet them. Nevie is a bit of a handful, she’s almost more than I can handle and Talon, well. I’ll let you meet him.”

“Are you going to let her out?” Savage was standing at the bow staring across the Peril Sea knowing they’d soon be traversing into the Sea of Souls. A bleak, dark water where it was not unusual to find bodies floating. The corpses of those forlorn people who’d been cast or cast themselves from the Sourthern Vale Scarps. Savage's profile was as still and unreadable as always. “No.” “Whyever not?” RedBayne’s voice rose, and he waved his arms in agitation. “I’ve had many a slave and never was I so cruel to any of them as ye’re being to tha’ lass!”

His hands clamped around my shoulders, holding me in place. When I dragged my gaze upward, my breath caught in my throat. His eyes were glowing again—that eerie, feral luminescence that spoke of the madness lurking beneath his skin. His beast was rising again. But I wasn't afraid this time. "What did you just say?" His words came out as a growl. I met his predatory gaze without flinching, lifting my chin in defiance even as my heart hammered against my ribs. "You heard me." He let out a deafening roar as dark fur rippled across his jaw and throat, spreading over his shoulders in a wave of black that shimmered beneath the moonlight.

I tried to shout but there was no voice coming out from my mouth. Little by little, my vision became blurry. I closed my eyes for a moment. When I opened my eyes, I realized that I was no longer in the same place. I’m in a forest and at the end of it was a beautiful sea. At the sea, I saw a mermaid-like creature; it seemed happy. Talking to that mermaid was a young boy that looked exactly like me. He looks handsome like me.

A B-class sequence user calling himself an Apostle of the Sea God arrived with three drug-controlled sea beasts to provoke us. He stood at the bow, with three berserk sawtooth sharks behind him. "Lord of Shallow Bay, surrender your ranch and kneel for mercy, or be sacrificed to the Sea God!"

I became a ghost aboard the flagship. For three days, the heavy longship plowed through the churning, black waves of the Blackwater Sea. The rhythmic, deafening thud of the rowing oars vibrated directly through the wooden hull and into the soles of my feet, a constant, mechanical heartbeat that kept time with the growing dread in my chest. Above us, on the main deck, Kaelen’s voice constantly boomed through the fog. It was a high-pitched, psychotic rasp that demanded more speed, more discipline, more blood. I watched him through the iron grates of the cargo hold. He was a man consumed by a rotting, volatile madness, his grey aura flaring erratically whenever he stared toward the western hori

THE BEAST I MARRIED. CHAPTER 61 AUTHORS POV. She smiles devilishly at Ashley, pulling Kai deeply into a hug, while a moan escaped her lips. Ashley gently rouses up from the ground, dusted her body, and walked away majestically to her chair. Teresa immediately pulled Kai out of her embrace, anger dominating every part of her body, it was not all that she expected from Ashley. She wants to see Ashley's head bent down in shame while tears profoundly flow down her cheeks, she wishes to see Ashely with a sober and pale expression, but it all turned out to be different cause Ashley's expression was evident to how less concerned she was.

Bhaskar said, staring far into the fog. "So finally, we are entering," I said. "We have to be careful from now on. We don't know what dangers are lurking in the sea," Bhaskar instructed. No one could disagree with that. We were entering the great black sea. We had already lost so much time because of those damn pirates, we could not afford to waste any more time. And we entered the fog... What the fuck? I couldn't see anything. It was so dense that I could not even see my friends' faces properly.